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It was you who picked the pieces up When I was a broken soul And then glued me back together Returned to me what others stole
There is freedom within, there is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
Here i go again...through the backstreets of my mind...it seems my love was standing still...
Got a picture of you beside me Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup Got a fist of pure emotion G Got a head of shattered dreams Gotta leave it, gotta leave it all behind now
